No Notice: : >>) Poem by James McLain

Roaming the land as I do flying the sky with mind eye swimming the seas all I need to see hear i am come to me as you watch what i do brought to you with no help of a pen Jungle of dreams in the trees crazy thinking am i for i post may you save all that drag and bleet to me as you should to a queen misunderstood as i am want to go back to a scene some blue clouds clear day may the sun clear my face looking at you as i do blameless president above the law hollowed are his feet while he bleets where he can for some land for free souls forgive as they know as they see whats the use find it out when they sleep ever deep in the sun never see eaten up bye there greed romantic i am hear the bleet of my sand in your eyes fall asleep at my feet as you can turn on over come back latter for more..: : ) it(



12-14-2008